Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2011 11:15:48 -0400 (EDT)
From: percxyz@aol.com
Subject: The Party - Chapter 2
The Party
Chapter 2
by
Percxyz@aol.com
I was nervous as hell when I showed up at Ryan's door the next night.
I rubbed my forehead, then ran my hand down across my cheeks, feeling the
stubble on my face. Ryan had told me that the guys liked a dude who looked
like a man, so I had skipped the shaving, though a couple days without a
razor didn't do a whole lot. I'd also been too nervous thinking about what
was coming to eat, but that had probably been for the best. I had worn a
blue button down shirt that fit tightly and showed off my definition. I
wore it untucked over khaki cargo shorts and I also wore a pair of sandals.
I'd left belts and socks behind because Ryan had told me that only two
things happen with clothing of that type at this party if it's a belt,
it'll likely be used as a leash or a restraint for wrists, ankles and the
like; socks make convenient gags. I'd given that some thought and while it
was actually pretty exciting, I was worried about some guy I didn't know
using my own belt on me as a leash and decided to leave them at home. Ryan
would be there, but he'd made it clear that he was going to be doing his
own thing and it while it may involve me, it may not, so I shouldn't count
on him being around all the time. I knocked on his door and Ryan answered
in shorts and loafers, barechested. He let me in and I followed him back
to his bedroom where he had three shirts laid out on the bed.
Walking him down the hallway behind him reminded me of all the times
since that first night that I'd followed him to his bedroom, knowing that
I'd be spending the next several hours in his bed taking his cock down my
throat and up my ass in positions I had never even imagined. My mind
flashed to the last time Ryan had me in his bed. He'd pushed me onto my
left side, lifted my right leg with his hand and snugged up in behind me
until his chest was pressed against my back. I felt his cockhead probing
towards my hole, seeking to enter me again. I'd let out a moan as Ryan had
found his target and he'd clamped his left hand over my mouth, in the
process pulling my head back tightly against his shoulder and stifling any
sound I made as he held me in that position and roughly fucked me.
After a moment, when I'd quieted a bit, he'd switched his hold,
sliding his hand off my mouth, but moving his arm lower so that his forearm
was under my chin and across my throat. He held my head pulled back
against him as tightly as before, nearly cutting off my air and stretching
my throat and the tendons running from my chin down into my chest. My cock
just got harder from this rough treatment and the awkward, painful, choking
grip he had on me. I knew that if he squeezed just a bit harder, it would
be a sleeper hold and I would be unconscious. A bit later, he relaxed his
arm and his hand moved back to my mouth, but this time he forced two
fingers between my lips.
"Suck, boy. Just like you would my cock. Show me what a slut you
are! Come on pussyboy. Do it!" I had sucked on them, his total bitch, as
he pounded me with his dick and shot his load into me. The memories had my
dick reacting and I forced myself to concentrate on what Ryan was saying.
"I'm trying to decide which to wear," he said. Ryan looked over at
me. "You made a good choice. Shows off your physique. I'm thinking this
one," Ryan picked up a t-shirt that was ripped in several places. I'd seen
him wearing it before and when he had it on, the tears and holes showed off
the definition along the left side of his abs and some skin in other
strategic spots. The first time I'd seen him in it was on campus when he
was coming out of the gym. I thought he'd looked like a young god that had
come down to earth to grace us with his muscled beauty and had been forced
to find a stall in a men's room to beat off because the sight had made me
so horny. This was before I'd been picked up by him in the bar and when I
told him about seeing him in the shirt, he laughed.
"I'll go with it, then," he said, "but it's really no big deal.
Shirts go pretty much first thing. When the last guy shows up, the shirts
are ditched. That gives everyone a chance to check out each other a bit
and starts to set the mood." He slid the t-shirt over his head and walked
back out of the room. I followed and had a seat on the couch as he grabbed
two beers from fridge and handed one to me. We popped the tops and I
nervously downed about half mine in one long drink. I saw that Ryan was
watching me, with a grin on his handsome face. His green eyes twinkled
with amusement as he saw me gulping down beer to calm my nerves.
"Come on, Danny. No need to be nervous. I talked with Logan, the guy
whose place we'll be going to for the party, and he said there would be a
dozen guys there - max. That includes us, so you're gonna find at most ten
new dudes like us, some who are men and some who are boys, but who all
enjoy fucking around with other guys. What could be better?"
I was a bit confused. "Men and boys? How old are the guys at this
party gonna be? I thought you said they were all in college like us."
Ryan laughed. "That's not exactly what I meant by men' and boys,'
Danny. Boys like you take cock, men like me give it. From my experience
at these things, there will be a few boys like you, pussyboys to be more
exact. There will also be some men like me, men who fuck the fags like you
who crave dick. Of course there will be some guys who like to take it up
the ass as much as they like to fuck, so the terms aren't perfect, but
they're close enough. Any guy who's got my dick in him is my boy at that
point, regardless of whether he fucks dudes at other times." Ryan paused
and looked at me.
"Of course, you never know," he said, in a serious tone. "Maybe this
time you'll be the only boy there that needs cock is his pussy and me and
the other men will end up gangbanging your mouth and ass all night until
you can't see straight, much less walk. How'd you like being tag teamed by
nearly a dozen horny college jocks?" I felt a shock run through me as I
heard these words. Could he mean it? There wasn't even a hint of a smile
on his face now and I just sat there stunned. Suddenly Ryan burst out
laughing again.
"Damn, dude, you should see your face! Don't worry so much. I was
just kidding, so chill. Since this is your first time at one of these
events, who knows? Maybe you'll surprise me and I'll find you fucking the
brains out of some hot jock there. You've certainly got the kind of body
that most guys would die to have and a lot of them will figure you for a
top, except that you'll be walking in with me. That will cause them to
suspect."
"Suspect? Suspect what?" I asked, confused again.
"That you're my pussyboy and despite the fact that you are sexy, six
foot, well built, straight looking, muscled jock, you've been getting my
stiff dick rammed down your throat and up your boypussy more and loving it
more than you'd enjoy using your own cock." I started to protest, but Ryan
just kept talking. "They won't know for sure, cause you could just be a
buddy of mine who's come to find a fag to fuck, not my bitch, but some will
suspect. In fact, now that I think about who Logan told me will be there,
some will know for certain."
I wondered what that meant, but got no chance to ask Ryan what he
meant.
"You all clean inside and out?" Ryan asked.
I dropped my head, still embarrassed about the process and Ryan
knowing what I had done. I felt myself blushing, but told him I was. I
heard him chuckle. "I knew you'd do it. Probably got off on it."
Not waiting for an answer, Ryan continued. "Actually, I know at least
two of the guys who Logan said will be there that like to take it up the
ass, cause I've fucked em before, so you won't be the only boy with a need
for a real man's dick. I've found that at these parties, most of the dudes
that will be there will suck a little bit of dick, and some of them will
even take a load in their mouth. Then there are guys like me and a couple
others who top exclusively and the true pussyboys like I think you will
turn out to be. Oh, I'll suck a dude for a bit to get into his pants, just
like I did to you, but I don't let any guy shoot his wad in my mouth and
once I've got the guy's lips and legs spread, the focus is on my cock,
where it should be."
Ryan took a swig of his beer, and continued. "Lots of guys, ones
you'd never suspect if you saw them walking across campus, get off on being
fucked good and hard by a stud like me, though. Hell, I bet most people
who see you on your way to class or to the gym think that you are a ladies
man and have no idea what you'll do to get a man's hard dick in your mouth
or ass and how much you like getting it. They probably think you're
dreaming about pussy, not dreaming about being pussy. I wonder how many
guys have seen you and beat off thinking about you fucking them, not
knowing that they'd be the ones doing the fucking once they got you in
bed." Ryan laughed and I took another drink from my beer, to hide my
embarrassment of his description of me, but also to prevent me needing to
answer as I unable to dispute his observations. I watched as Ryan tipped
his head back and his throat worked as he polished off the remains of his
brew. He set the empty can on the table and looked at me.
"Well, we should get going. Logan's place is a couple miles away, so
by the time we drive over, we should be right on time." We tossed the
empty cans into the trash and I followed him out to his Jeep. As I climbed
into the passenger side, I watched the way his shirt rode up and the tear
exposed his midriff. I felt my cock hardening at the sight. I was so
turned on by this guy I was ready to do anything to make him happy and get
him off. Hell, I had done anything and everything, or at least so I
thought, to make him cum. I had learned how to rim him, something I had
originally sworn I would never do, and now thoroughly enjoyed because of
how good it made him feel when I did it. The fact that it got Ryan's cock
hard as steel and put him in the mood to fuck just made me enjoy doing it
to him that much more. When I did rim him, Ryan always commented on how
much of a slut I was, driving my tongue up into his hole just to get him
hard so he could ram his cock up into mine, but the words always just
turned me on even more, something he knew and used to his advantage.
I tried to get my mind and my body under control as Ryan backed out of
his parking space and began to drive to the party. He had the top and
doors stripped off the jeep, since it was still warm, even though it was
turning to Fall. The wind ruffled his black hair as he sped down the road
and I watched his arms flex as he gripped the steering wheel and drove,
remembering how they felt wrapped tightly around my chest when he would put
me on my knees and fuck me from behind. I saw his hands grip the steering
wheel more tightly as we went over some rough road, the veins in his
forearms clearly visible. Another memory surfaced, this one of his strong
hands clamping onto the back of my neck when Ryan would put me in a
headlock as he took me doggie style made my cock throb. We caught a red
light and Ryan looked over at me, staring.
"What?" I asked.
"Well, I was just wondering what's going through your head. I mean, I
know I'm going to this party in order to get sucked off and nail a couple
of pussyboys. I'll try to find some guy who's never had my dick before and
show him the joys of getting plugged by Ryan Cooper. Spread my seed
around, so to say. Better yet, I'm hoping that there'll be some newbie
there whose got a virgin ass and I can pop his cherry and be the man who
makes him into a brand new pussyboy. Been awhile since I've taken a dude's
cherry and shown him his reason for living. I love looking into a guy's
eyes and seeing the fear and the pain as my big meat opens him up for the
first time and watching as it slowly changes to acceptance, even pleasure
as I fuck him and he realizes that he's been needing a man to dick him all
his life. I love seeing the look in the brand new bitch's eyes as he
starts to understand that he's getting off on being fucked and that he
loves my cock up inside him. The best is when I ask the new fuckboy if he
wants me to cum in him. Never had one say no, not that it would matter if
they did, but hearing them admit out loud that they want me to fill them
with my babymakers like I would a girl's pussy is awesome. Total power
trip!"
Ryan glanced over at me appraisingly as the light turned green and he
shifted into first gear. "I've known you long enough, Danny, to know that
once you see the guys who are gonna be at Logan's, you're gonna be ready to
get on your knees for them. I bet while I'm spreading my seed, you'll be
spreading your lips and your legs. You tried to play coy with me the night
we met, both at the bar and when we got to my place, even telling me you
didn't want to get fucked and I still made you my pussyboy in no time. It
didn't even take me an hour to make you my bitch. I just was trying to
figure out what it must be like to be riding in a car with a guy who's been
fucking you for weeks, knowing that he's taking you to a place where you're
most likely gonna spend the night taking the hard dicks of a bunch of guys
you've probably never met - swallowing their cum, getting it pumped into
that tight boypussy."
I wasn't sure what to say to that at first, but tried to salvage a bit
of self respect. "Well, you said that there are other guys there who like
dick - other dudes who like to get fucked. I may well end up being the
stud tonight fucking one of them." Ryan threw me a look of disbelief and
derision.
"Yeah, right, Danny. You know I'll be the man fucking the guys who
take it up the ass, just like I do to you. One of the other guys like me
is gonna peg you for what you are, put some pressure on you and you'll
cave. He'll have his dick down your throat in no time and when he wants
your pussy, you'll give it up to him. Oh, maybe you'll get in line for
sloppy thirds or fourths if some other pussyboy is getting gangbanged and
you aren't on the bed next to him already full of cock yourself." Ryan
glanced over at me giving me his wickedest grin.
"But I kinda think you'll be the one somewhere, on your hands and
knees, or on your back, with some guy's big dick plowing your hot little
hole and another dude fucking your throat while two lines of men are
waiting for their turn to shoot their loads inside you." He looked over at
me again, the grin still on his face making his white teeth flash in the
light of the setting sun. "And we both know if that happens you'll be
loving every second of it. Hell, it'll probably be a dream come true for
you."
I started to protest, but then stopped. What would I say? This was
the guy who had met me in a bar and within an hour or so had me back in his
apartment and was cumming in my mouth then talked me into letting him fuck
me despite my decision not to let guys do that to me anymore. I couldn't
deny that I was attracted to hot men like him, but hearing him say it like
that really got to me. Ryan glanced over at me and must have seen the
shocked look on my face because he laughed.
"Don't be so worried, Danny. This is any queerboy's dream come true.
You can't tell me you haven't fantasized about fagging out for two men at
the same time and getting dick in your mouth and ass simultaneously, can
you?" He looked at me and I just shook my head mutely. I didn't like
hearing myself referred to as a "fag," "queerboy," "pussyboy," "bitch" or
any of the other similar terms that Ryan used and he knew that, but I could
tell he got off on calling me those names, showing his power over me when I
didn't object. "Well, look at this as a perfect opportunity to live out
your fagboy dreams. Plenty of hot college jocks with hard cocks looking to
cum and ready to use fags to dump their loads. What more could a bitch
like you want?"
The jeep slowed and Ryan turned into a small subdivision and after a
moment pulled up in front of a house. It was a good sized brick, two
storey colonial with dormers in the roof. There were already two pickups
and a couple cars in the driveway. As we walked up to the front door, I
felt anxious again, but Ryan calmly rang the bell and waited.
The door was opened by a hot looking blond jock, wearing a tight navy
polo shirt that showed off his very well developed arms, and white shorts.
The material of the shorts was thin and it was obvious he had on no
underwear. The long bulge of his cock was clearly visible through the
material as he was semi-hard. I found myself staring at the thick tube
before coming back to my senses.
"Ryan! My man!" the blond jock said, "How's it hanging?" He reached
out and grasped Ryan's hand in a firm shake. "You're right on time." He
looked over at me, his blue eyes running from my face, down my body
appraisingly, then back up to my eyes. He flashed me a welcoming grin. He
reached forward to shake my hand and I noticed our eyes were on the same
level, making him about my six foot one height. "This must be the much
anticipated Danny. Heard a lot about you, boy. I'm Logan. Tonight's
Master of Ceremonies. Come on in."
I had caught the way Logan had stressed the word "boy" and looked over
to Ryan, but he already walking into the house and not looking at me. I
stepped in behind him, walking past Logan who shut the door and ran a hand
down my back from my shoulder and over my ass before giving it a smack as
he did so. "I definitely wanna try you out tonight, boy. Ryan's told me
you've got a tight little hole, though I'm sure he's been stretching it."
He leaned in closer to me and said quietly, "That won't make any difference
to me, since I've got a bigger dick than Ryan. So, you'll still be tight
for me when I fuck your brains out later."
I was shocked by how brazen he was. Ryan had still been close and had
clearly heard, but didn't even look back at us, much less make any comment.
Hell, he acted as if this were regular conversation and I realized that
maybe it was in this situation. I glanced at Logan again and while we were
about the same height, where I had a broad chest and developed arms, he was
built more narrowly through the chest but the definition and size of his
arms was impressive and better than my own. He was lean and toned and all
in all a very sexy guy. He looked like a swimmer or runner with his trim
build and powerful arms. He clearly was in shape and I watched his biceps
bulge enticingly as his arms moved. I figured that I outweighed him by a
good twenty pounds of muscle but he still looked strong as an ox.
I let my eyes run down from his chest to his crotch and again took in
the bulge he was already sporting. I felt my cock, which had softened when
we arrived at Logan's house, twitch in response and wondered if my
advantage in weight and muscle was really any advantage at all. Logan had
already made it clear that he planned to be fucking me before the night was
through and I realized that despite my probable ability to outmuscle him,
he was a gorgeous, sexy guy and I would most likely let him do it. Ryan's
words and comments from our ride in the jeep about me spreading my legs for
the jocks came back to me and I felt myself blush. Logan saw and chuckled,
then threw his arm across my shoulders in a companionable but somewhat
possessive manner and led me into the house, following Ryan.
Apparently Ryan had been to Logan's house before, because he made his
way down the hall and into a room on the left. Logan guided me after Ryan
slowly, letting him enter the room far ahead of us. As Ryan disappeared
from sight, Logan pulled me to a stop.
"Ryan's told me and a couple of other the guys a lot about you. Says
you love cock. Says you'll beg for it. You're definitely in the right
place tonight, boy." Logan stepped around in front of me, his face just a
few inches from mine. "If only half of what he's been bragging about is
true, you're in for a night you won't ever forget. He says you get off
well.... being made to submit. You like a dominant guy to take charge.
That right?" He didn't give me time to answer. "Must be, since you've been
his boy for awhile now. Ryan's got a rep among those of us in the know as
liking to be in control, so for you to be with him for so long, you must
get off on it." He gave me a grin. "I like my boys to be submissive too,
Danny."
As he said this, I felt his hand move from my shoulder to my face.
Logan pulled me to a stop, still in the hallway and used his grip on my
shoulder to turn me to face him. With his grin still in place, Logan
raised his right hand and brushed his fingers across my lips. After a
second, I felt his finger pushing into my mouth. He kept his eyes locked on
mine and probed at my mouth with his index finger. I let my lips part and
Logan looked deeply into my eyes as he pushed his finger into my mouth. As
his finger slid across my tongue, Logan grinned at me, still watching my
face closely as I submitted to him. "Looks like we're gonna get along just
fine, boy. Can't wait to get my dick in there instead of my finger. I
hear you like it rough. That suits me fine."
I couldn't believe this was happening! I'd only been in the house for
thirty seconds and already had another guy's finger in my mouth and was
listening to the stud's plans to fuck my face. Logan pulled his finger
from my mouth and said, "Looks like Ryan was right on target about you."
My mind tried to process all the information from what had just
happened, both the physical stimulation, Logan's domination and his
disclosures about what Ryan had told him. That hit me the hardest , even
though Ryan had mentioned it. Ryan had been talking to some of these guys
about me. He told them that he'd made me beg for his dick? He'd bragged
about it? What all had he said? Bragging about only half of what? My
mind was spinning as Logan leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. I
felt his lips part and his tongue probing between mine for entrance. I
couldn't help but moan as Logan's tongue slid into my mouth and I got
frenched kissed by this sexy blond jock.
Despite my sexual experiences with guys over the past several years,
it had rarely involved kissing them and feeling his aggressiveness as he
took over my mouth nearly made my knees buckle. Logan's arm across my
shoulders pulled me to him, pressing our chests together as his tongue
probed my mouth for a few seconds before he broke the kiss and gave me a
sexy grin. My cock was now so hard that it hurt. Then Logan locked his
arm back along my shoulders and used it to lead me into the room into which
Ryan had disappeared. Ryan was making the rounds, shaking hands with guys
and trading jokes. As he finished with the last of the eight guys sitting
around the room, I felt all of their eyes focus on me. For my part, I
wasn't sure where to look or what to do. Fortunately, Logan came to my
rescue.
"Men, this is Danny. Ryan brought him along tonight and I'm sure you
all know it's his first time here. Danny, these are the guys. You've
already met me, and you know Ryan, so let's go down the line. First, on
the recliner is Rick." Still keeping his arm across my shoulders, Logan
guided me over to Rick. He was a long lanky guy, with wiry muscles and
sandy brown hair. He had an oval face with arched cheek bones, and smooth
sexy skin with soulful brown eyes, the kind you see on models in magazines.
Those eyes met mine as we shook hands. He had a firm grip and held onto my
hand longer than necessary, keeping me in place in front of him. I saw his
eyes were running up and down my body, so I let mine do the same to him.
He was wearing a tight white wife beater that showed off his toned,
developed shoulders. The shirt fit snugly, tapering down his muscled torso
to his trim waist. It ended just above the waistband of a pair of gray
cotton shorts giving me a glimpse of a narrow section of smooth, tanned
skin between his shirt and shorts with a line of darker brown hair running
down the center. His legs were bare and moderately hairy and he wore a
pair of boat shoes on his feet, no socks. I could see that his cock, while
not hard, was visible running down his right thigh under the cotton of his
shorts.
"Nice to meetcha, Danny," Rick said. "Looks like you're happy to be
here." I blushed as I realized he was referring to my obvious hard on.
Logan came to my rescue.
"Don't give the kid a hard time, Rick," Logan said. "That's the
reason we're all here. I'm hard too." Logan pulled my hand to his crotch
and rubbed it over his shorts. I could feel his hard meat and even though
I was standing in front of a group of strange guys, being made to feel up
the blond jock, I could feel my cock throbbing in response.
Logan pulled me from Rick's grasp and guided me to the couch, where I
shook hands with three more young jocks. First was Chris, who had dark
features, swarthy skin and a compact build. He looked to be about five ten
and was very muscular, the army green polo shirt he was wearing forming a
second skin over the mounds of muscle in his arms and torso. His long
cargo shorts covered his thighs, but the dark hair I could see on his shins
made me wonder how much hair he had elsewhere. Chris was barefoot and I
found myself strangely turned on by the sight of his long, sexy feet and
toes. Looking back up his muscled body, I saw that he wore his black hair
in long waves on top of his head that hung down around his ears, and was
cropped close at his neck. I realized that I had seen him on campus
before, always with a girl or two hovering nearby or on his arm.
Next to him on the couch was Jon, an Asian guy. Even sitting, I could
tell that he defied the stereotype. He looked to be nearly as tall as I
was, and very toned and muscled, but also very thin. He didn't have as
broad a chest and I did, but still, he was without a spare ounce of fat
that I could see anywhere. Despite his height, I figured he only weighed
about one fifty, all of it bone, skin and muscle. His brown eyes stared at
me from his oval, clean shaven face and his black hair was cut short and
stood up in spikes from his scalp. He wore jeans, a blue t-shirt and
sandals and gave me a friendly grin and a wink as we shook.
Last on the couch was someone I hadn't ever expected to see at this
party. I knew him from around campus. He wasn't just someone I had seen
around like Chris, I actually knew who this guy was, and even though I was
sure Logan knew that he didn't need to introduce me, he told me the guy's
name was Cory. Cory was the president or chairman or social director or
something of the best known, most popular and most envied fraternity on
campus. They were well known for only taking the best looking, most
athletic and well built guys as pledges and his incredible good looks were
a testament to that. Curly brown hair topped his head and framed his face
and I knew that he was a good two or three inches taller than I was, from
having passed him on campus and in hallways. He was either a junior or
senior and the couple extra years showed in his definition. His height
only emphasized his broad chest, impressive shoulders, arms and toned body
and for the hundredth time, I wondered what he looked like under his
clothes. I'd been wondering that since the first time I saw him, talking
with prospective pledges on the student common.
Cory had completely skipped shaving for some period of time, leaving
him with thick, sexy dark brown stubble that was halfway to a beard
covering his face and neck. I'd seen him on campus alternating between
that look and clean shaven a lot of times. No matter what, though, he
always looked like he'd just rolled out of bed taken a quick shower and
thrown on whatever was at hand, but he still always looked like a million
bucks. The dark stubble, much more than my couple days of skipping the
razor had produced, along with his dark brown hair and complection, made
him the picture of a dark Mediterranean sex god. I'd heard that he'd
modeled for a couple of clothing brands, but hadn't been able to find out
which ones without asking some awkward questions. Looking at him now, I
could picture him modeling anything and everything from Polo to CK to A&F
and making any piece of clothing look better because it was on him, though
I knew I'd prefer to see without any clothes.
Cory and I actually had a class together, as I was already taking
upper level classes, and I'd spent a lot of it staring at him, lost in
fantasy. Fortunately, it was physics, which was a breeze for me, so I
hadn't gotten behind with my grades. Tonight he was wearing a tight white
t-shirt with his house letters on it and a pair of loose fitting blue work
out shorts and sandals. I noticed that despite having dark brown hair on
his head and face, the hair on his legs looked golden blond against his
deeply tanned skin.
I was still trying to wrap my mind around those three incredible studs
being here when Logan guided me over to a wingback chair. Sitting in it
was a well built black jock. He was clearly taller than I, maybe six foot
five or so, and while I had a broad chest and developed muscles and
definition, this guy was something from an antique Greek sculpture -
solidly built with every muscle its own individual testament to perfection.
He was wearing a torn t-shirt and football shorts with Nikes on his
sockless feet. Logan introduced him as Marcus and we shook. He had his
head shaved, giving him an even more exotic, sexy look. I could feel the
power in his hand and see it in the clenching muscles of his arm. "He's a
cute one, Logan." he said, flashing me a wide grin. I felt myself blush
again.
"You always like the new white boys, Marcus. Now look what you've
done, you've made the boy blush." All the guys chuckled at that.
Nearly in a daze, Logan pulled me over to the other couch. Three more
jocks were sitting there, watching me as I approached. I was introduced to
Adam, a strawberry blond with peaches and cream complection and beautiful
smooth skin. His hair was short, only about a little more than an inch or
so in length and he had the body of a guy who had been through basic
training - hard, toned and well muscled. But that's as far as the military
comparison went. He hair was short, but he wore it mussed up, in short,
sexy waves, curls and spikes, like he'd been sleeping and hadn't bothered
with a comb or brush, but knew he didn't have to worry about it. He was
about five nine or ten and maybe one forty-five or one fifty. He looked to
be a swimmer from the sleek build and frame. He gave me a sexy grin as we
shook and he checked me out, apparently liking what he saw.
Next to him was Zain, another dark skinned, black haired stud. Zain's
hair was longish and wavy on top, parted on the left and thick. While it
was two to three inches long and wavy on top, it was trimmed around his
ears and kept short in the back. He was about five ten or five eleven and
maybe one sixty. He looked incredibly sexy in a white button down shirt
which contrasted with his dark skin, blue jeans and sandals. He reached up
to grip my hand and I realized that I had seen him somewhere before, but I
couldn't place him at first. His brown eyes seemed darker, in keeping with
his coloring, but when he smiled his white teeth lit up his face. When he
stuck out his hand, I shook it, feeling his powerful grip.
Zain was a muscle boy but was a bit leaner and wirier than I expected.
Looking at him I figured his waist couldn't be more than thirty inches but
his chest was easily almost fifty, giving him the perfect inverted triangle
that all the guys tried to achieve. Zain sported some stubble on his face
which clearly defined his facial features and emphasized his full pink
lips, but I realized that he'd probably shaved in the morning and had
developed that growth in just the time since. I decided he must be from
the Middle East, someplace like Pakistan or the like. Regardless, he was a
beautiful specimen of young manhood.
As he released my hand and sat back, I remembered where I'd seen his
face before. A couple months ago, there'd been a series of jeans ads in a
national magazine and Zain had been pictured, shirtless in various
industrial sites, which showed off his body as much if not more than the
jeans he was advertising. I remembered his beautiful, ripped chest and abs
and how I'd actually used the images as jerk off material. Now I had the
real thing right in front of me. My cock throbbed as I remembered the
pictures of him in the magazines and imagined the sexy body covered by just
a thin layer of cloth.
The last guy on the couch was a good bit smaller in height than Zain,
maybe five eight. He was introduced to me as Robert. Like Zain and Cory,
he was sporting some stubble, but only maybe four or five days worth.
Unlike Cory, he'd shaved his neck, so it was only on his cheeks, chin and
upper lip and looked really sexy. I glanced down at his body, admiring his
trim, toned form. Robert was already barefoot and I found myself admiring
the muscles in his calves and lower legs. I wasn't a foot or leg guy in
particular, but everything about Robert was so well put together, so sexy,
that seeing him so soon after Zain had my cock leaking into my shorts just
from the sight of his bare feet and slightly hairy shins. I raised my eyes
back to his face and that lusty grin was still there, making me want to
lean in and kiss the sexy guy.
Robert was a real stunner. Dressed in shorts and a polo shirt, he had
sexy gray eyes and his black hair had that tousled, yet still stylish look
that I thought only movie stars could pull off, until I saw Robert and some
of the other guys in the room. As he flashed me that sexy grin again, I
found myself wishing, just for a second, that I had met him before meeting
Ryan. Of course, if I hadn't met Ryan, I'd probably never be meeting these
guys. I glanced over at my buddy who was standing talking with Marcus, and
the sight of his dark hair, his sexy muscular frame draped with his hot
shirt and the very visible bulge at his crotch brought back memories of all
the things that he'd been doing to me that led me to this point. This made
me blush again but also cleared all thoughts of Robert from my head for a
second. Then I realized I was still gripping Robert's hand. He pulled me
forward and down closer to him, leaning up towards me at the same time.
"So, Danny, I'm glad to see you here. I've checked you out a dozen
times in class and on campus, hoping you'd notice me, but at first your
eyes were always on Cory. Not that I can blame you there. Then you were
always either with, or staring after, Ryan. I guess I understand now what
happened there. I'm hoping, though, you'll be as interested in me as you
obviously are in them. I can't wait to see you without all those clothes
in the way." He reached up with his left hand and brazenly groped my
crotch as the other guys watched, feeling my rock hard cock and making a
wet spot appear where my dick had been leaking as I met all these sexy
young men. I was in shock not only from his public groping, but also from
his comments. This sexy adonis was in a class with me and I hadn't
noticed? How could that be possible?
I heard a couple of the other guys chuckle and comment as Robert's
hand cupped my hard prick, but couldn't focus on anything but him. I
wanted desperately to lean forward a bit more and press my lips to his, to
feel his stubble scrape against my face as his tongue slid into my mouth.
Instead, he ran his hand up my chest giving my right nipple a quick pinch,
the touch sending chills through me and making me arch my back
involuntarily, until he reached my face. Still staring into my eyes, he
brushed my lips with his thumb before pushing it in my mouth. "Actually,
you could stay fully dressed while I use this sweet mouth."
Logan, still at my side, laughed and pulled me away. "Hold your
horses, Robert. I can see you've got plans in mind for this boy, but they
gotta wait a bit." They both chuckled as Logan's actions pulling me back
popped Robert's thumb from my mouth. He released my hand at the same time.
"Fair enough, Loge. All will be revealed in good time," Robert said.
Logan led me over past Robert and I found myself sitting on a chair next to
Ryan, blushing and embarrassed, but horny as hell. My cock and the large
wet spot was obvious in my shorts, but I realized that most of the others
guys were showing a bulge too.
"Well, gentlemen, this is all we have for the evening. Matt has an
emergency meeting at his House, so he may show up later, but if experience
is a guide, he will be too drunk by the time the meeting's finished to get
here. So it's just the eleven of us. Time to lose the shirts, men and
boys!" With that, all of the guys began to pull off their shirts. Being a
button down, mine took a bit longer and I was able to take in the sight of
ten new sets of incredibly different, yet all amazingly sexy chests and abs
as the other guys peeled off t-shirts, polos and the like. They ran the
gamut from Marcus with his coffee-colored chest and dark chocolate, quarter
sized nipples, to Jon's sexy Asian skin and hairless chest, to Chris's
swarthy Italian coloring, his muscled chest covered by a good amount of
black curls, to Adam's creamy smooth skin and nickel sized pink nipples
which were surrounded by a few wisps of hair.
I heard a low wolf whistle as I shed my shirt and realized it was
coming from Robert, who was openly staring at my chest as it came into
view. The other guys all laughed, Ryan joining in good-naturedly. I
decided to take it as a compliment, though I felt myself blushing again.
"OK, guys. We all know that we have a newcomer here tonight. Danny,
would you stand up for us?" Unsure, I did as asked. "Now turn around so
the guys can get a look at you." I glanced at Ryan who gave me a nod, so
did as requested. I heard some whispered comments as I did so, but was
unable to determine who was speaking much less what was being said.
"Now, Danny," Logan continued. "I don't know what all Ryan has told
you about our parties, but from the bulge in your shorts, it's clear you
know why we're all here." The guys all laughed again. "We really don't
have a lot of rules. Just a few simple ones. As long as it feels good and
the participants are reasonably willing, pretty much anybody can do
anything that they like. There are bedrooms upstairs, a couple rooms in
the basement, as well as the kitchen, the den in the back and the dining
room on this floor. Actually, even the back yard. It has a hot tub and a
privacy fence. All are fair game for play. You can play with one guy, two
guys or however many you want, at once or in a group. You can just watch
if that's all you want and the guys you're watching don't mind, or join in
if the guys you are watching invite you, or at least don't object if you
decide to dive in." Another series of chuckles erupted.
"If you like kink of any type, that's cool too. I know a couple of
the guys here get off on things some people might consider....a bit
different," he grinned at me, "but any watersports are conducted only in
the tubs or shower stalls in the bathrooms or out in the yard. Got it so
far?" I nodded. "Good. If you like to be tied up or to tie up a guy,
that's cool too, if the other guy's also into it, and trust me there are a
lot of guys here who get off on that scene, though they would have probably
denied it their first time here. There's plenty of material for those
games around, just look in drawers or on tables. OK?"
"Yeah, I understand."
"Great. Now you came here with Ryan. You're welcome to spend all
evening with him, if he wants that, or to play with the other guys. It's
up to you. And Ryan, of course. I think that's it. Anybody else have
anything to add? No? Then everyone have fun. Lube is in the usual places
as are all the other toys." Logan looked around, then leaned in close to
me. "I'll catch up with you later, Danny. You've got too many admirers
right now." He looked across the room. "Come on Chris. Let's head
upstairs."
I watched as Chris stood, took another long look at me, then followed
Logan down the hallway and up the stairs. I was unsure what to do and even
more so when Ryan stood, walked over to Rick, pulled him to his feet and
guided him away. As I was watching them go, I didn't realize that Robert
and Cory had both stood and were approaching me until they stepped into my
line of vision. I looked at the bare chested studs, Cory looming over me
and Robert, though shorter than me, somehow seeming bigger as he stepped
close, invading my personal space, my mouth suddenly dry. Robert gave me
another friendly, sexy grin.
"Why don't you join Cory and me downstairs," Robert said. "We'd both
like to see what you look like out of those shorts. I know you've been
drooling over Cory for ages, and I've been wanting to use those sweet lips
for just as long, so come on." Not sure what else to do, I followed them.
As I left the room, I glanced back to see Marcus and Zain standing in the
middle of the room, making out. Zain had a grip on Marcus's hair pulling
his head forward so that Zain could press his mouth firmly against
Marcus's. Despite being taller and larger than Zain, it looked like Marcus
was not the one in control of the situation. I noticed Adam stand and
approach Jon as I passed into the hallway. As much as the sight of those
four sexy guys intrigued me, the thought of finally seeing Cory naked, not
to mention Robert, kept me following along behind them.
They led me into the kitchen and opened a door leading downstairs. I
let them go first, mainly to be able to watch the play of muscles in their
backs and admire their developed arms and firm asses as they descended the
steps in front of me. I almost tripped and fell, paying too much attention
to their sexy bodies than to the stairs. In the basement, I saw that it
was divided by the stairway into two rooms. Robert and Cory turned to the
left and I saw a room dominated by a large flat panel TV, with a couple
comfortable looking couches with matching coffee tables in front of them.
There was a doorway leading to a bathroom and laundry room. Cory and I
kicked off our footwear, and he and Robert made themselves comfortable on
one of the couches, sitting about two feet apart, both of them openly
rubbing their crotches and staring at me.
"Come on and sit down with us," Cory said. I was ready for that and
took in the sight of the two jocks as I approached them. Both of the guys
had broad shoulders that showed the definition of their muscles from their
collar bones and the hollows of their throats down to their well developed
pecs and their six pack abs. Their muscled torsos slimmed down to trim
waists that disappeared into their shorts. Their ripped abs competed for
my attention and Cory's darker trail of hair leading down to disappear into
his shorts intrigued me. These were the types of guys I liked. Guys like
me, who took pride in their appearance and put in the time and effort to
develop their muscles and physiques. It had certainly paid off for these
two. Despite the difference in their sizes, with Cory being a good half a
foot taller than Robert, both were incredibly masculine and sexy in their
own way. Both of them sporting a good amount of sexy stubble on their
faces added to their masculine appeal and I realized that I wanted nothing
more than to get my hands and my mouth on those hot bodies and see if they
lived up to my fantasies once the remaining clothes were shed.
I moved to sit down next to Robert, but both of them grabbed me and
pulled into the middle, placing me between them. I couldn't believe it. I
was sitting on a couch, shirtless, with two of the sexiest studs on campus.
Cory was on my right and Robert on my left. I reached out, unable to stop
myself, and let my hands settle on each of their chests. The feel of their
soft warm skin covering the contours of hard muscle just beneath caused me
to let out a low moan and my rock hard cock was straining at the material
of my cargo shorts. I could feel both of their heartbeats under my palms
and felt them both begin to quicken as I rubbed my hands over their hard
bodies.
I felt Cory's and Robert's hands on my chest as I tweaked at their
nipples, feeling them harden then ran my fingers down across the ridges of
their muscular abs. The fingers of my left hand ran down the trail of
hairs that grew below Robert's bellybutton and I let my right hand seek out
the same on Cory's firm abs. I wanted to slide my hands under the material
of their shorts, but resisted, moving back up to their pecs and shoulders.
For a minute or two, that's all we did. I rubbed my hands across them
and felt their hands on me. Cory and Robert had reached across me to get
their hands on each other, but always kept at least one hand squeezing my
nipples, feeling my arms or rubbing my crotch. As I let my head roll back
against the couch in pleasure, I felt Cory's hips raise up, then settle
back onto the couch. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He'd slid off
the shorts he was wearing and I could see his cock was fully erect,
pointing up towards his chin, laying on his firm abs. It looked to be
about seven inches and quite thick. It had an upwards curve in it from the
base all the way to the head, and as I took that in, I realized that the
head was only partly exposed and that Cory was uncut. I let my hand drop
to his meat and was rewarded with a moan from deep in Cory's chest. He
reached over and cupped his left hand around the back of my head and pulled
my face to his.
As our lips met, I felt a jolt of energy run through me that was
unlike almost anything I'd ever felt before. I'd never felt it with girls,
but had felt it with Ryan and then again with Logan in the hallway. Now
that same charge ran through me as Cory parted his lips and his tongue
sought entry to my mouth. I submitted to him, feeling my cock throb as I
did, allowing his tongue to penetrate my mouth. Cory moved his head
forward, forcing mine back as he took the dominant role causing an electric
shock to run down my spine. God I had wanted this! Making out with a man,
a real, red-blooded, muscled dominant jock! It was pure heaven. Nothing
like kissing a soft girl and being the one to make all the moves.
Like Logan before him, Cory was taking charge and I knew that this
first minor act of submission, allowing the sext jock to control the kiss
and his tongue to penetrate my mouth, would lead to many more. I wondered
if Cory was one of the guys Ryan had talked with about me and decided that
he probably was. Maybe Robert too. As we kissed, Cory's tongue brushing
against mine and exploring my mouth, I let my fingers wrap tightly around
his dick, feeling its heat and growing thickness. It was hard as steel in
my hand as it reached its full glory, just over seven inches and thick with
a large head on it. As I squeezed his manhood, Cory moaned into my mouth.
Cory broke the kiss, leaving my head spinning and I felt a hand on the
back of my head, grabbing my hair. The hand turned my head and my mouth
met Robert's. It was his turn to slide his tongue into my mouth. Again a
tingle ran down my spine to my dick, making it throb again. Robert too,
took charge of the kiss, as I am sure he had done all his life and the feel
of his lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth and his warm chest pressing
against my own had me moaning into his mouth in pleasure. I inhaled the
breath that had just been in his lungs as his tongue sought to work its way
down my throat. Then, using the grip on my hair, Robert pulled my mouth
from his, then turned my face back again towards Cory. He slowly began
putting more and more pressure on me, forcing my head downward towards
Cory's hard cock, still in my hand. I glanced up with my eyes at Cory, but
he was now leaning back against the sofa and had both hands behind his
neck, fingers laced together, showing off his muscled arms and chest. Cory
was grinning at me as he showed off his impressive chest and his hairy
pits, which had dark wisps of hair in them. He watched my head and mouth
move closer and closer to his cock under the pressure of Robert's hand on
the back of my head.
I didn't try to stop Robert's movement of my head to Cory's meat, but
I did resist a bit to slow it down. I looked down at Cory's cock. I had
spent hours dreaming in physics class about seeing this guy's manhood, and
had jacked off in bed plenty of times with images of him from earlier in
the day in tight t-shirts and cargoes or in sweaty gym gear on the
basketball court, imagining what this man's cock would be like. Now I had
it in my hand and it was only eighteen inches from my face and getting
closer. I began to stroke it lightly, causing Cory's breath to catch.
Then I heard Robert behind me.
"Come on, Danny. A little birdy told me that you love dick. You've
spent half the semester staring at Cory in physics class instead of at the
chalkboard and somehow you still get better grades on every quiz and test
than anyone else in the class, fucking up the curve for all of us. Go
ahead. He wants you to suck him off. You want to suck him off. I wanna
watch you suck him off. So do it!" Robert had been pushing harder on my
head, forcing my face closer and closer, against the resistance I was
exerting, to the head of Cory's dick and this last was said with a bit more
force.
As my face was pushed the last two inches to meet Cory's cock, I used
my grip on the base of his rod to aim it so that the head was pointed
straight at my mouth and I saw a bead of precum glistening on the tip. I
opened my mouth and let my tongue slide out to get my first taste of this
gorgeous young stud's male essence. Cory's body twitched a bit as I let
the length of my tongue lap across the head of his cock, the bead of precum
leaving a salty trail down the center and making my mouth water. Robert's
hand was relentless, though, pushing my head and lips down further, so I
let my mouth close over the head of Cory's cock as Robert pushed me further
and further down the shaft.
That taste of his precum filled my mouth and his musky scent filled my
nose and I used my saliva to lube his shaft as Robert forced my head even
further down Cory's cock. I felt Robert moving behind me and realized he'd
shed his shorts too, when he pressed his chest against me and I felt his
hard cock against the small of my back. Robert lifted me a bit and between
the two of them, Robert and Cory divested me of my shorts without my mouth
leaving Cory's cock. Once I had kicked them away, I felt Robert's hand
grip my stiff rod and moaned around Cory's prick.
Cory must have loved the vibration, because he let out a moan of his
own. It was quickly muffled though and it took me a second to realize that
as I was bent over sucking off one of the sexiest and most popular studs in
our school, he and Robert were kissing above me. It was almost more than I
could take. I wanted to be an observer, seeing three jocks going at it on
a couch, especially if two of those jocks were Cory and Robert. One of
Robert's hands was still on the back of my head, but it was really only
just resting there now. I'd learned how to give head to horny guys in my
highschool and put those skills to use, working Cory's meat using every
trick I knew. Each time I went down on him, I took him further.
I knew that I could work all of his meat into my mouth and throat,
given the time to let my throat adjust. It appeared neither stud was in a
hurry, lost in making out with each other. I set to work and before long,
I was deep throating the jock whom I'd been lusting after for months. His
moans were a testament to the pleasure my efforts were producing. Robert's
other hand was slowly squeezing and stroking my cock, building even more
sexual tension in me bit by bit. His forearm rested on my shoulder and his
chest was on my back, with his cock trapped between us. I was holding up
both of us and he lay on me, using my body as a platform to get his mouth
to Cory's. The weight and feel of his body on me was really turning me on
as I forced my head down the length of Cory's prick, taking it sideways
into my throat from my position on my hands and knees beside him on the
couch.
Suddenly I felt two new hands on my head, holding me down and I
realized that Cory was no longer passively letting me suck his dick. Now
he was participating and using his hands to hold my head down on his cock.
My air was cut off, but I liked it when then man I was sucking took charge,
so let him hold my head in place, demonstrating his dominance and control
over his cocksucker until I began to struggle as my need for air overcame
my desire to submit to Cory. He held my head down for another few seconds
before he allowed me to pull upwards. I sucked in a breath just before he
forced me back down on his cock again, pushing his way roughly back into my
throat. I wished for a second that I was on my knees in front of this sexy
guy, with him standing over me in total control, but after a second of
thought, I realized that would probably happen as the evening progressed.
Besides, Cory began to thrust up with his hips, fucking up into my face as
his hands pushed me down on his meat again and again.
The sounds of the two studs making out above me suddenly stopped and I
felt a hand get a tight grip in my hair. Instead of pushing down, the hand
pulled me up and off Cory's cock, which I could see shining with my spit.
Robert's body was no longer pressing down on mine and I felt myself pulled
back up and twisted around until I was in a sitting position again between
the two studs. I looked over at Cory whose face was a mask of lust and
bliss.
"You're not forgetting about my cock, are ya, Danny?" Robert asked. I
hadn't forgotten at all as I'd been feeling it pressed against the small of
my back, but I had quickly realized that these two studs had taken control
and I could only do what they permitted, which had been sucking Cory first.
I looked over at Robert's cock which was at the level of my face, as he
knelt next to where I sat on the couch. I felt Cory's hand on the back of
my head. He pushed my face towards Robert's meat, which was rock hard from
the friction between our bodies as he lay on me watching me blow his buddy
and making out with the stud as I did so. Robert's cock was longer than
Cory's by nearly an inch but not quite as thick. Regardless, as my lips
parted to accept him into my mouth, I thought it was a beautiful piece of
manhood and then the taste of Robert's precum filled my mouth. He'd had
plenty of time to produce it while I'd been blowing his jock friend, so
instead of getting little tastes of Robert's juice, one after another, as I
had from Cory as I sucked his dick, I got a large musky coating on my
tongue as I lapped up several minutes worth of lube from the tip and head
of Robert's cock.
Robert let out a satisfied, "Ahhhhhh!" as I took him in my mouth. My
lips were already wet, so it was easy to slide down the shaft of his cock,
but I wasn't quite ready yet for his extra length. The head of his cock
hit the entrance to my throat before I was prepared and I tried to relax as
I had done for Cory, but Cory's hand on my head was implacable and kept
pushing me downward. As Robert's meat reached deeper than Cory's had, I
began to choke. Both guys started laughing at this, but Cory relented and
allowed me to pull back a bit.
"Fucking cocksucker needs to learn how to take all your meat, buddy,"
Cory said.
"He will. He just needs a little time to adjust. Hell, if he's been
sucking Ryan the way he told us, our cocks won't be any problem. But I
definitely wanna be there to see him try to take Jon or Logan!"
"Me too, buddy. Now let's give this another try." Cory said. His
grip tightened in my hair again and pushed down on my head and Robert's
cock rammed into my throat again. I concentrated every fiber of my being
on not choking and was rewarded by finding my nose buried in Robert's brown
pubes as my throat muscled gave up fighting against Robert's intruding
meat, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the smaller stud.
"Fuck, this little bitch is every bit the cocksucker that Ryan bragged
he was," Cory continued. "Never seen a guy take your meat so quickly and
without nearly choking to death. Ryan's been training him well. All the
better for us!"
"Ohhh, fuck yeah, bud. This faggot can suck better than just about
anybody I know. Isn't it always the way? The bigger and better built they
are and the straighter they look, the bigger the cocksucking pussyboy they
become once they discover how much they need dick," Robert said. "Speaking
of pussy, Ryan said that the bitch was hesitant to take it up the ass at
first, but that he's since fucked his brains out, along with all those
stupid ideas. In my experience bitches like this one are always looking
for as much cock as they can get and Ryan said Danny told him he'd never
had a three way. Wanna spit roast the queer boy?"
"Hell, yeah! Let's show this bitch what it means to be real fuckboy."
Cory said. "How do you want to do it and which end do you want? You know
my preference."
They were talking about me like I wasn't even there as a person, just
as an object to be used by them to get off. With my mouth and throat
stuffed full of Robert's long cock and my head held in place by Cory's
strong hand, I couldn't protest and wasn't sure that I would even if I were
able. I was sitting between two of the sexiest young men I had ever seen,
one of whom I'd been lusting after for months, and had now gotten both
their cocks in my mouth. As I continued to suck Robert, Ryan's words in
the Jeep came back to me. Was this really my dream coming true? Sure, I
had fantasized about getting it on with two guys at the same time, even
imagining that I would take two dicks at once, but this was reality. Could
I handle it? As Robert's hand got a grip in my hair and he pulled my mouth
off his cock, I realized that I didn't have any choice. Looking at the
sexy stud, my mouth full of the musky taste of his cock lube, I realized
that I didn't want any choice. I would do as they ordered. I had a second
to wonder if Ryan had set this up before they came to a decision.
"Yeah, I do. Ok then, on his back on the coffee table. I'll keep
using his mouth and you plug his ass. Make him your bitch. Sound good?"
Robert asked.
"You know it! But hold off on the skull fuck for a few, OK?"
"Sure thing, man. I know how you like to treat your new pussyboys the
first time you get them." I looked back and forth between the two studs,
seeing matching grins on both their faces and wondered what they meant. I
didn't have any time to process what they'd said, though. They began to
move, pulling me with them off the couch and onto the coffee table. They
put me on my back and I realized that the table was just about the perfect
height to give them both good access to my holes and long enough to hold my
body, from my shoulders to the small of my back, letting my ass and my head
hang over the edges. Cory moved around until he was kneeling at the end
between my legs. I had my knees bent so that my feet were flat on the
floor and as I looked down Cory grabbed my knees with both of his hands and
spread them, forcing my legs apart and moving his sexy, toned body between
them.
I took in the sight of his hard pecs, capped by his erect nipples, and
the valley between them. The spray of dark hair that grew across his chest
added to his masculinity. I let my eyes travel down from his broad chest
to his tight abs, taking in the ripples of his six pack and the smooth skin
covering the muscles until my eyes reached his belly button and the darker
trail that grew downwards to spread out around the base of his dick. I
could see the indentations that ran from each side of his torso between his
ab muscles and over the wider bone of his pelvis, down from each side and
across, further defining his incredible torso. And of course, I took in
his cock, which from this angle looked wicked - thick, curved and huge. I
raised my eyes up to his face, mesmerized by the perfection of Cory's body,
which I had lusted after for so long. I watched and felt as he leaned
down, running his hands down my calves to my ankles and felt him grab them,
then lift them up onto his shoulders, exposing my hole. Robert had moved
to the end above my head and knelt there, watching Cory position me how he
wanted in order to fuck me. I was holding my head up, watching Cory
position himself and still wondering about Robert's comment.
With my calves on his shoulders, Cory reached down, opened a drawer in
the coffee table underneath me and pulled out a bottle of lube. I mentally
gave a sigh of relief. I was worried he was going to try to fuck me with
only the bit of spit remaining on his cock from when I had been sucking
him. He opened the bottle and squirted some on the head of his cock, which
I watched drip down onto the shaft. He looked up at me suddenly and saw me
watching him.
"Just enough on my cock to get inside you, Danny, and none on your
hole. I don't want there to be too much. I want you to feel every second
of everything I do to you." He gave me another wicked grin, his white
teeth shining in contrast to the dark brown stubble on his face and neck.
Cory set the bottle aside and moved closer to me, he put his hands at
the back of my knees and pushed my legs down on top of me with his arms
extended and his back straight, so he could look down his body to where his
cock probed for my hole. I couldn't believe the sight of his amazing body,
but my admiration for his muscled torso was interrupted as I felt his
cockhead rubbing up against my hole. Cory grinned at me, knowing he'd got
his cock where he wanted it and moved his hips around a bit, spreading some
of the lube. This was all happening so fast that I could barely get it
through my head that Cory was about to fuck me up the ass while his buddy
Robert prepared to fuck my mouth and throat.
For a fleeting second I remembered telling Ryan the first night I met
him about my reluctance to get fucked any more, but he'd ignored that and
had pounded my ass so often since then that he'd literally fucked the
resistance out of me. It still hurt every time he opened me up, but I was
growing used to taking his meat. Still, I hadn't known the two guys who
now controlled me for even fifteen minutes and they were well into the
process of making me into their total slut and bitch. Realizing my destiny
was now literally in their hands, not to mention their cocks, I had no
choice but to accept my new role as pussyboy for these two college jocks.
Expecting that Robert would want my mouth at the same time Cory took my
ass, I let my head hang down and back. I only got a second to see Robert's
thick, straight prick throbbing about a foot from my face before Cory
barked out an order.
"Look at me, bitch!" Cory commanded. I pulled my head back up, taking
my gaze away from Robert's long meat and low hanging balls and looked back
down my body, past my own hard cock, at Cory. I felt Robert move behind
me. He grabbed a tight fistful of my hair and held up my head, allowing me
more easily to watch Cory as he prepared to fuck me up the ass. Cory got
his cock lined up, the head pressing harder against my entrance, then
looked me in the eye and began to lean forward, bringing his chest closer
to mine. As he did so, his arms held my legs close to my chest and spread
for his entry.
"I don't know how Ryan likes to fuck you, pussyboy. Maybe he's all
gentle and nice, though knowing Ryan, I kinda doubt it. Maybe he's rough
and mean, though I kinda doubt that too. He probably just gets his dick in
you and fucks you however feels best to him at the time. I like to do that
too, with one small exception. I really like a guy to feel it when I get
inside him. Guys aren't meant to be penetrated, you know, that's why we've
got cocks - to do the fucking, not take it. So I really get off on
watching a guy take my dick the first time, making him my newest conquest,
my newest bitch. Robert's seen me do it before to guys and doesn't mind
helping. After I've gotten my dick in you, things'll never be the same.
From now till the day you die when you see me, you'll flash back and
remember the next minute or so of your life." Robert moved a bit closer
and let my head rest against his abs, which kept me able to look Cory in
the face without strain. Then I felt him grab my wrists, pull them onto
the coffee table next to my shoulders and pin them there. Cory gripped me
behind my knees tightly, pushing my legs down until my knees were nearly
next to my ears and bending over me as he did so.
Our faces were now only about four inches apart, with his directly
over mine. Our eyes met, and Cory began to push forward. My cock was
caught between our abs and for a second, that pleasure ruled my life. Then
I felt the head of his rod hit the right spot. He froze in place, locking
his eyes onto mine until we had been staring into each other's eyes for
maybe fifteen seconds. I could tell he was watching me process my
situation. I couldn't move, Cory was on me and almost inside me. I was
spread out on the coffee table about to take Cory's cock like a slut, and
couldn't do anything about it. It was also clear he knew the tip of his
cock was in position and he was ready to penetrate me, just like he said.
His sexy, wicked grin reappeared on his face, and I could feel his hot
breath against my face as he prepared himself to claim me. I inhaled the
air he had just breathed as he began to push into me. As just the head of
his cock began to stretch me open, I closed my eyes against the pain of his
penetration. Cory immediately stopped moving, the head of his dick only
partway into me.
"I said look at me, you fucking faggot! So open your eyes, bitch. I
wanna look into your eyes while I shove my dick up inside you the first
time, boy. I know it's gonna hurt and I wanna see the pain in your eyes.
I wanna watch you as you fight against my cock entering you and then see it
in your eyes when you realize you've been conquered. When you realize that
you're defeated, accept my cock and become my newest fuckboy. Then I wanna
see it when you realize that you fucking love it, bitch!"
I had only a second to wonder what he meant, since I knew he was aware
Ryan had been fucking me regularly. Cory was exerting his mental
domination of me as well as his physical. He leaned over me more, pushing
my legs down even further. This put his face now just a an inch above
mine. Our eyes locked again and I felt him push forward a bit with his
hips. My hole stretched to accommodate him more, but I knew the whole head
wasn't in me yet. Cory's cock was thicker than Ryan's and I knew I was
going to be opened wider.
With no change of expression, his eyes still locked on mine from just
an inch away and the grin still on his face, Cory suddenly rammed his hips
forward and drove the entire length of his thick curved rod into me in one
ferocious thrust. I let out a yell of agony as my unprepared hole was
brutally forced open by this jock's huge meat. The upward curve of his
cock made his penetration completely different from the basically straight
cocks I'd had before and seemed to completely rearrange my internal
anatomy.
"Ahhhhhh! God! Cory! Ohhh, please, Cory! It's too much. You're
too big! Take it out! Please take it out!!" I was shouting but not
really sure what I was saying. His eyes still bored into mine as his cock
bored into my body and tears sprung from my eyes. I heard Robert laughing
behind me.
"Well from his screams, the whole house knows that Danny boy just got
his first cock of the night, and they know it was your, buddy!" Robert
said, laughing. "Anybody who might've been wondering if this bitch was a
real man, now knows he takes dick. Guess Ryan didn't warn you about Cory's
little.....tricks."
The pain was too much for me to respond, but I was no longer yelling
my head off. Robert's comment about the whole house hearing me had gotten
my attention the way nothing else would have in my circumstances. Cory
lowered his head a bit more until our noses were nearly touching. I was
gasping for air, trying to let my body adjust to the invasion of his meat.
I kept my eyes on his, seeing the look of pleasure on his face as he
watched me struggle to accept his physical domination and brutal
penetration of me. I felt the tears drip down from the corners of my eyes,
leaving wet tracks on the sides of my head. Suddenly Cory lowered his
mouth a bit closer to mine, which was still open as I tried panted, trying
to breathe through the pain. I thought he was going to kiss me, but
instead, still staring me in the eyes, Cory worked up some saliva and spit
into my mouth!
I could see his smile as the shock of this new degradation registered
on my face. I felt his saliva coating my tongue, gravity pulling it into
my throat. I held my mouth open, not sure of what to do or make of this.
I knew that Cory and Robert could both see the surprise in my eyes. I
heard Robert chuckle some more.
"Swallow," Cory commanded quietly. He watched in obvious pleasure and
excitement as I obeyed. My mind recognized that his tongue had already
been in my mouth and so I already had his saliva in me, but to be forced to
take it this way, having him spit in my mouth, made it completely
different. Instead of an enjoyable kiss, it was a man spitting onto, no
into, another male, one that he was also fucking like a cheap whore. I
only broke eye contact with Cory for the split second it took to blink away
the tears that had formed from the pain of his cock entering me and saw him
working up more spit. My mouth was closed, but I knew what he wanted. He
just stared down at me, his cock pulsing deep inside me in time with his
rapidly pounding heartbeat until I opened my mouth for him. He spit into
it again and without being told, I swallowed.
"You learn fast, fagboy," Robert said from behind me. "Cory gets off
on putting his bitches in their place and you've learned yours in record
time. OK for me to use his mouth now, Cor?" Robert asked.
"A minute more." Cory replied and pulled his hips back, his cock
feeling like it was pulling all of my insides out with it. He still kept
his eyes locked on mine as he slowly thrust back in, then pulled out,
repeating the cycle, establishing his rhythm. Soon, the incredible pain of
his quick penetration began to fade and be replaced with the full feeling
and the probing of his curved cock against my prostate. Cory was still
closely watching my face, his eyes not breaking contact with mine. I tried
to hold out, but with one move Cory pulled out until the head of his cock
was just barely still inside me and rammed back into me again. This time,
the penetration was different and combined with his degradation and mental
domination of me, sent tingles up and down my spine. I let out a moan and
was rewarded with a large grin from Cory. "He's done. Fuckboy's my bitch
now, Robby. I can see it in his eyes how much he loves my cock deep inside
him now. Go ahead and fuck his mouth however you want while I pound his
tight little pussy."
Robert moved back a bit then grabbed my head roughly between both his
hands and pulled it back so it was hanging backwards off the table. I saw
the underside of his cock and his low hanging balls as he moved forward on
his knees and pushed the head into my mouth. His cock was still lubed a
bit with my spit from earlier and Robert took advantage of that, sinking
himself fully into my throat, his balls slapping against my eyes and
forehead. I heard him let out a contented moan as his cock sank into me.
Suddenly, I felt a hand gripping my throat, squeezing it tightly.
"Do it to him, man. Hard!" Cory said. "I wanna feel it. I wanna
feel your cock stretching his throat under my hand as you fuck his face."
Cory's cock was still slowly stroking in and out of me and now he'd clamped
his hand on my throat. I'd never felt so helpless, even when Ryan had put
me in a choke hold while he fucked me. My arms were now free, but I was at
the total mercy of these two dominant jocks. Robert responded and began to
long dick my face, forcing his way into my throat with each thrust. Cory's
hand tightened painfully on my throat, cutting off bloodflow. "Yeah,
that's it, Robby. I can feel your cock sliding into this bitch's throat.
Fuck that's wild. And look, Danny boy is showing his true colors here." I
felt a hand grab my cock and realized that I was hard as steel.
"I wonder what he's getting off on the most," Robert said. "You
fucking his ass, me fucking his face, you spitting in his mouth or you
having him literally by the throat?" I was in no position to answer, but I
realized that it was all of it. Everything these two young men were doing
and had done to me was combining to make me so hard. Even the total
humiliation of having Cory spit into my mouth as he stared into my eyes,
making me open my mouth to accept it the second time, spun around in my
head, making me hornier. I realized that the hand on my cock was going to
be enough to make me shoot if whomever it was continued. I didn't want to
cum yet. I wanted to ride this sexual high as these guys used me as no
more than a fuck toy. If I shot my load, I'd be like any man who'd just
shot his wad - no longer wanting sex and the exquisite feelings coursing
through my body could turn to pure torture. Ryan had made sure that I shot
my load often enough when he was still twenty minutes or more from cumming
that I knew how it worked. He'd told me that I needed to learn to get my
nut while I had a cock up my ass, and had been training me that way.
"Make him cum," Cory said as if he could read my mind. "Fags like him
need to learn they get their nut while taking real men's dicks, but nothing
stops until the men are satisfied."
I felt what I now knew to be Robert's hand begin to stroke my cock
harder. I tried to reach out to stop him, but both as I moved my arms, I
felt my wrists be pinned by Cory. I struggled but there was nothing I
could do with both young men's cocks in me. The feeling of them inside me
along with the added physical domination by Cory as he held me in place
combined with the stimulation to my cock to take me over the edge. I let
out a moan around Robert's meat as I felt the first shot of cum rising
through my dick.
"Pull out, Rob," Cory said. Robert complied and lifted my head up so
that I was again looking into the eyes of the young man fucking me up the
ass. My second shot of seed hit me on the left cheek and as my orgasm
shook my entire body, Cory spit into my mouth for the third time. I
couldn't believe it. I was cumming while getting fucked up the ass by a
guy who was spitting into my mouth and despite that degradation, I still
was shooting my wad.
"Uhhn, Uhhhn, Ohhh, fucccckkkk!" I moaned as I felt my cock spasming
in Robert's hand and hot splashes of cum landed on my chest and abs. Still
Cory was there, his hips driving his cock in and out of me, intensifying my
orgasm, his eyes staring into my own, watching me as he fucked the cum out
of me and then as the inevitable crash hit me that followed. Seeing my
bliss turn into humiliation and shame at what I had allowed to happen to me
and was still happening to me, got Cory going into overdrive. At the
moment when I least wanted cock in me, Cory began to fuck me with renewed
vigor, harder and faster than before. Still he watched my eyes.
I felt as if I couldn't take it, it was all too much.
"Pound the bitch, Cor. Make him understand what it means to be a
fuckboy." Robert said. Cory was doing just that, fucking me faster and
faster. I saw beads of sweat appear on his forehead and still he pounded
into me. I felt Robert smacking the side of my face with his hard meat,
but I couldn't break my gaze away from Cory's eyes drilling into mine.
Suddenly, Cory allowed my legs to slip off his shoulders and I had to wrap
them around his back to stay in position. As I did that, I saw another
smile break out onto his face and realized that despite everything, I had
kept my legs up, making sure he still had access to my hole. Now Cory
lowered his mouth to mine. As his tongue slid into me, I inhaled the
another breath he was exhaling and felt his body tense. He drove his cock
into me as deeply as it would go and his tongue rammed down to my throat
seeking to penetrate me as well.
Cory let out a series of sighing, grunting moans into my mouth as he
shot his load deep inside me. After a few seconds, he broke the kiss,
pulling his head up and looking me in the eye again, his teeth clenched
tightly together, as the last few spurts of his cum left his body and
entered me. I watched as every muscle and tendon in Cory's body shone with
sweat and stood out in tension as he threw his head back and enjoyed the
last of his orgasm as it ran through him. Cory's sweat dripped down from
his chin onto my upper lip. I let my tongue slide out to taste its
saltiness and saw Cory, looking down at me again, grin as he watched me do
it. He was breathing hard from his exertions and he laid his chest on top
of my, his right cheek against my left, I looked down his back from the
slope of his broad shoulders to the small of his back and the impressive
rise of his muscled ass between my legs, which were still propped up in the
air. All of his skin shone with sweat. He lay there on me for a minute,
his breathing slowly coming under control, his cock still buried deeply
inside me. Then Robert broke the spell.
"All right, Cor. Enough of the afterglow bullshit. I wanna get my
nut. Is the bitch is hard again, already?" Robert asked.
"Yeah," Cory replied. He could feel my hard cock pressing into his
abs where he was laying on me. "He never even really went soft, but the
fuckboy got full wood again when I spit in his mouth the last time."
"My turn then, Cor. Pull out and use this end to clean up and let me
try out his pussy. You've got it all stretched, but I'll get in deeper.
If the night goes the way I think, he's gonna need all the prep he can get
and we need to get our turns with the bitch now," Robert said.
Letting out a sigh, Cory raised up off of me, pulling his cock out of
my abused hole and moved back, letting my legs drop so that my feet were on
the floor again. I felt empty, and despite being only inches away from two
naked, horny college jocks, strangely alone. I realized as Robert moved
into position between my legs that it was the weight of Cory's body on mine
and his tongue in my mouth that I missed, maybe even more than the feel of
his dick deep inside me. Robert wasted no time though, not even using any
lube. He just grabbed my ankles and lifted them into the air, spreading
them as he moved closer on his knees and pushed the head of his cock
against my hole.
I guess Robert decided the lube that Cory had used and the load he'd
just filled me with was enough for him to penetrate me, though to me it
felt like he had used almost nothing. Pain returned with the friction of
his entry and I let out another yell, but this one was muffled by Robert's
hand clamped over my mouth. Being taken that way, on my back by a man who
muffled any noise I could make with his hand actually got me harder. I
could tell, though, by the look on Robert's face and the way his eyes
rolled back that he was loving the feeling, but for me, after the brutal
fucking I had just received from Cory, it was almost too much. Robert
didn't ram his whole length into me in one stroke as Cory had done, though,
which made all the difference. After pushing in a few inches, he pulled
back and began a series of thrusts into me, going a bit deeper each time.
This slicked up his long cock with Cory's load of sperm, as well as the
lube Cory had used in his penetration. Soon, Robert was buried balls deep
into me and my body was reacting on its own.
I looked up at Robert and took in his lean, muscled torso. His chest
wasn't as broad as Cory's but he was very well put together and good
looking. Where Cory's pecs had a deep valley between them, Robert's was
less pronounced, but still clearly visible. His chest was completely
hairless and I wondered if he shaved it. I watched his biceps flex as he
moved his hand from my mouth, back to my left ankle, gripping both my
ankles again and still holding them wide apart to give himself the deepest
access he could achieve. While Robert stood a good four inches shorter
than me, he was proving himself to be every bit a man. I only got to watch
him for a few more seconds though before my hair was tightly gripped and my
head pulled back and down. I saw Cory looming over me and knew what was
coming. He aimed his cock at my mouth and I opened to accept him. He'd
come straight from one hole to the other and the preparations that Ryan had
me do now paid off. Still, I cleaned his cock off as I sucked him, trying
to get the rhythm of his dick thrusting into my throat working together
with the pace of Robert fucking my ass.
I realized that when both of the guys were just doing their own thing,
it was a little bit difficult to take two cocks at the same time. Earlier,
they had been working together, pushing in and out of me in sync, though I
hadn't realized it at the time. Robert had been timing his thrusts into my
mouth to take advantage of the push forward I got each time Cory rammed his
cock into me. Now, both guys were simply doing whatever felt best to them.
I was being slammed at both ends at different speeds and with different
amounts of force, and there was nothing I could do but take it. Robert
wasn't demanding that I see him in all his glory as he fucked me, the way
Cory had done and was content to let Cory use my mouth as he used my ass.
I felt Cory's speed increasing, making it even harder for me to take
his cock into my throat despite this position being the best to take his
curved meat and I began to choke and gag each time he drove in deeply. I
thought this might make Cory back off a bit, but that was completely wrong.
My inability to adjust to their very different styles of fucking seemed to
really turn on Cory.
"Fuck yeah, bitch, choke on my big dick!" Cory said. "Fucking
cocksucker. Take my dick while my buddy fucks your pussy. You're such a
slut, Danny. Even more of a pussyboy fag than Ryan told us. You've known
us for less than and hour and I've already cum in your ass and Robby's
about to pump you full in a couple minutes with his load. You're also
gonna be swallowing a big load of my swimmers here soon too. Fucking queer
slut! Choke on it!" Cory pushed into my throat again. "Hey Rob, feel
this. Put your hand on his throat."
I felt Robert's pace slow a bit and he propped my right leg on his
shoulder. I felt his hand slide across my throat, but he didn't squeeze
like Cory had done. "Yeah, so what?" Robert asked.
"Feel this," Cory said and thrust his dick into my throat. He didn't
have Robert's length, but was thicker but Robert told him he didn't feel
very much.
"You gotta squeeze his throat, like your gonna strangle him. You'll
feel my cock punching into him then. Go on, clamp down." Robert did as
instructed and I felt pressure build in my head as he gripped my throat.
Cory began to thrust in and out and with Robert now pausing in his assault
on my ass, I was able to concentrate on relaxing my throat and accepting
Cory's thick meat.
"Fuck man. I see what you mean. I can feel his throat bulge each
time your shove your cock into him. Fucking wild man." Robert kept his
hand on my throat for a few more seconds, then much to my relief, released
his grip. The pressure from the compressed blood vessels and airways
abated and I could breathe again in time with Cory's fucking. I felt
Robert pick up his pace, really ramming his cock into me. Again the guys
weren't coordinating anything and all I could do was lie there and take it.
Surprisingly, Cory came first. He gripped my head with both hands so
tightly that I thought he'd crush my skull and rammed deep into me as he
had done when he shot his load fucking me. This time though, when he
started to shoot, he only kept his prick in my mouth for two spurts of his
cum before suddenly pulling out and blowing the rest of his load all over
my face and into my mouth which he told me to keep open.
"Marking you, bitchboy. Marking my new property. Ahh fuck yeaaahhh."
His remainder of his second orgasm was only five or six spurts of cum, two
more of which shot into my mouth. The rest landed on my cheeks, hit me in
the eyes and landed on my chin. Enough went into my mouth that I got a
good taste of the sexy stud.
Robert must have been set off by seeing his buddy blast his load all
over me because I felt him pound into me harder, then let out a yell of
pleasure, punctuated by grunts each time his cock shot another spurt of cum
deep into me. Cory had settled back onto his haunches, so I raised my head
and watched him, his head thrown back, cords and sinew in his neck standing
out and the muscles in his whole body tensed. The veins in his forearms
popped into view with the strain. Seeing Robert cum was like seeing the
most erotic, sexy statue of a man ever created as he froze for a few
seconds, enjoying the feel of his cum shooting from his dick. Then his
body relaxed and like Cory before him he fell forward onto me. He lay
there a moment, catching his breath, before lifting himself off me. I
could see where some of the load I had shot earlier was smeared on his
chest and abs, just like on Cory.
Robert pulled his cock out of me and moved to the position just
vacated by Cory. He lowered himself onto his knees, then bent over me so
that I could lick his chest and stomach clean of all my cum before he rose
back up and slid his still hard cock into my mouth.
I sucked him like that, laying on my back for a few minutes before
Robert surprised me by pulling out of my mouth. He stood up and looked
down at me as I continued to lay on the coffee table on my back, panting.
"Get off the table and get on your knees, cocksucker. I'm sure you're
familiar with the position." I was and I obeyed. I stood up, realizing
again how much taller I was than he. But still, I sank to my knees in
front of him and Robert began to smack my face with his cock, demonstrating
his superiority. "Open your mouth and tilt your head back." he ordered.
I obeyed again and taking a page from Cory's play book, Robert leaned
over and let a big gob of spit fall into my mouth. He looked pleased with
himself that he had been able to make me do this and I let my mouth close,
feeling again the humiliation of letting another man spit into my mouth. I
wasn't sure why this was more humiliating than taking these guys' sperm
down my throat or up my ass, but for some reason it was. Robert aimed his
cock back between my lips and as I took it, he grabbed the sides of my head
with both hands. He held my head firmly in place and fucked my mouth the
way he had just fucked my ass. It wasn't long before he let out a
contented sigh and moan and filled my mouth with his seed. Looking up into
his eyes, I swallowed every drop. Robert pulled his cock from my mouth and
milked it with his right hand, producing another large drop of pearl jam on
the tip. I licked that up too and Robert let himself collapse backward
onto the couch behind him.
It was only then that I became aware of the sounds of cocksucking
coming from elsewhere in the room. I had been so focused on Cory and then
Robert, I hadn't realized that other guys had joined us in the room. I
stood turned, looking across the room, over to the other sofa, and saw Adam
sitting next to Cory. On his knees in front of them, going back and forth
between their cocks, sucking on one for a minute or two before returning to
the other was Marcus. The big, black jock stud was on his knees sucking
cock for all he was worth. As I watched him take both Adam's and Cory's
dicks all the way to their pubes, I realized that this African god had a
lot of practice sucking dick. Cory grabbed his head and pulled it to his
chest and abs and I watched the black kid lick up my cum from Cory's hot
body. Then Cory pushed him back onto his cock, laid his head back and his
eyes shut, enjoying the sensations, but I saw Adam staring over at me. I
wondered how long they had been there, how much they had seen.
As I watched, Marcus moved back to Adam's cock. It was an average six
or so inches and circumcised. As I watched it disappear into Marcus' mouth
I saw Adam grab the black jock's head. He gave me a grin and pushed Marcus
down, holding his head on his cock. Seeing this much smaller stud so
obviously in control of the black muscle jock got my cock throbbing again.
As I looked on, Adam stiffened and let out a low moan as he unloaded his
cum down Marcus' throat. I realized at that point that Marcus was rapidly
stroking his own cock as he sucked down the much smaller white jock's cum.
I thought he was going to get his nut, but Adam told him to drop his meat
and to my surprise, Marcus meekly obeyed. Adam pushed Marcus' head back
over to Cory and as Marcus began to suck again, Adam stood and walked over
to me.
As he approached, he nodded towards my hard dick. "Looks like you
enjoyed watching that, Danny. Almost as much as I enjoyed watching Cory
and Robert work you over while Marcus sucked me." Robert had gone to sit
next to Cory and without missing a beat, Marcus moved from Cory's cock to
Robert's.
"That's a fucking hot sight," I said. "I had Marcus pegged as a total
top."
"Yeah, looking at him most people think that. I caught him staring at
me down in the showers at Burton Hall a few times, so I stayed late one
night to see what would happen. I caught Marcus sneaking around, checking
me out in the shower. He saw me notice him and retreated to the locker
room. I rinsed off and followed him. I found him in a back corner with a
huge bulge in his shorts. He looked like a deer caught in headlights when
I walked up to him and pushed him down on his knees, but when I dropped my
towel, he took my dick and sucked it pretty well for a first timer. He
told me he didn't want me to cum in his mouth, so I had to hold his head on
my cock that first time so I could shoot my wad in his mouth. Made him
swallow, too." Adam flashed me a grin. "Look at him, he could have broken
free, he could have stopped me at any time, but he wanted it and I knew he
wanted it. He just needed someone to show him how much he wanted it, so I
made sure to feed him his first load of cum there on his knees in the
locker room."
"That was about a year ago and he hasn't been able to get enough
since. He was so ashamed for sucking off a white boy and swallowing my
load that he ran out after I'd cum, but a few days later, he was sniffing
around again. I fed him a few more loads before taking his cherry ass. He
begged me not to do it as I mounted him in his own bed. Instead, he ended
up on all fours taking it like a dog and loving it. He was terrified I'd
tell someone and word would get back to his homies that he was pussy. I
kept him as my own toy for about six month before introducing him to Zain.
You met Zain upstairs. Marcus started swallowing his cum and taking it up
the ass from him, too. A month or so later, Logan invited me to one of
these parties and I decided to bring along my bitch. Kinda like Ryan did
with you tonight.
"Marcus got all the cock he could handle that night. There was
another black dude here and when Marcus saw him, he wanted to bolt, but
once things got under way, he got on his knees for my dick with that other
black guy watching. You could see how embarrassed he was about it which
made it such a fucking turn on! The guy kept making comments about him
being such a big black guy who gets off sucking off white boys and when I
shot in his mouth and made him swallow, the guy really ragged on him good.
Marcus took his big black cock next. He was as embarrassed at taking black
dick the first time as he had been when I copped his virgin mouth, but when
the guy shot his wad, Marcus swallowed like a good little fag. Just like I
watched you do. As you can see, he still loves it." We looked over to
where Marcus was continuing to go back and forth sucking the cocks of the
two young men who had just fucked me royally.
"So," Adam continued. "You're another big, tall, muscular pussyboy.
Why don't you get on your knees and get a taste of my dick. See what
Marcus loves so much."
I looked down at Adam's cock, which was standing up erect again
despite his recent orgasm and felt Adam's hand on my shoulder. I let him
push me down onto my knees so that his cock was just inches from my face.
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Author's Note:
I hope everyone enjoyed part 2 and that it was worth the wait. Thanks to
all those who wrote encouraging me to continue the story. I'm always open
to comments.
P